[He saw nothing, okay!! And she's sighing now, frowning and making sure to keep the hand that's currently affixed to that bottle as far away from her face as anatomically possible.]
... Yeah. It is. [This place, she means. "Insane" is putting is lightly and, wow. She is so not surprised by CERES's choice in decor. It was about time they displayed their true self: endless piles of garbage.] You get used to it.
[Or maybe he won't have to? Who the heck knows what's going on here???
Either way, that frown is suddenly going to turn into a glare. That bottle is a figment of his imagination, dang it.]
Haa... I'm not "stuck". [She's totally stuck.] You're the one with that shitty old jacket glued to your hand.
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... Yeah. It is. [This place, she means. "Insane" is putting is lightly and, wow. She is so not surprised by CERES's choice in decor. It was about time they displayed their true self: endless piles of garbage.] You get used to it.
[Or maybe he won't have to? Who the heck knows what's going on here???
Either way, that frown is suddenly going to turn into a glare. That bottle is a figment of his imagination, dang it.]
Haa... I'm not "stuck". [She's totally stuck.] You're the one with that shitty old jacket glued to your hand.